In a luxurious mansion in the center of the city, an old man held a mystical orb on his hands.
Scenes of slaughter was recreated in this orb which rendered well enough the sad fate of one clan.
In truth, countless influences in Aurora City were looking at the very same pictures of carnage. Everyone mused in a gloomy silence in the end.
"What are we going to do now, City Lord?" A woman garbed in a dark cloak asked at the feet of this old man.
No one could tell how much time she had spent kneeling in place but she showed neither anger nor shame in the act.
It was easy to note that this unknown woman took pride in her job indeed.
"Send gifts and words of praise towards that nameless master. Be sure to flatter him at all cost, Duan Ya. Also, be subtle in your search for the origin of this master."
The old man instructed. This was of course none other than the City Lord of Aurora City, Zhang Yun.
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